Dreaming of your face again,
bright, with light, and shimmering.
Turning round, and staring at me with
your god-like, yet captive face.
You`re beautiful,
just the sight of you makes me fall.
On my knees. A perfect being.
Touching me, and reaching you,
hand outscretched, you`re glistening.
Holding me, untouchable you,
now my hand pulls way back with fear.
You`re beautiful,
just the sight of you makes me fall.
On my knees. A perfect being.
You are so wonderful,
sent from god, in high heaven.
Seeing you, I`d easily lose it
in your bright, white and pale face.
